by Becca Van
She moaned, he groaned. A sob of pleasure emitted from between her lips when he took first one nipple into his mouth. He lashed each peak with his tongue before suckling on it strongly, and then he moved to the other nipple.
Kenzie clutched at his shoulders as she nibbled and sucked at his neck. The wet frictional slide of his cock shuttling in and out of her pussy had the pressure inside building. It started off slow but each time he shoved back into her wet sex, the fire grew and grew until it was a raging inferno.
She was hovering right on the edge of release but couldn’t seem to topple over the cliff.
And then Jordan sank his teeth into her flesh.
She cried out as heat consumed her from the inside out. Her pussy clamped down around his still pistoning dick before releasing and clenching down again. Stars burst in front of her eyes as she shook and shivered with nirvanic bliss.
Jordan plunged into her twice more, and the third time he thrust deep with a roar as he started to come. He ground his hips up into hers, pressing his pubis against her sensitive clit, causing aftershocks to wrack her whole body.
When the last contraction dissipated, she realized she’d slumped against his chest and they were both breathing heavily. Her heart and soul were full of love and happiness.
Kenzie would never be the empty soulless person meeting each day with mind-numbing automation. They’d given her so much. They’d given her their love, their hearts and souls.
They’d given her, her dreams back.
She just hoped she’d done the same for them.
Chapter Fifteen
Jenson had been awake for a few hours, but he’d been mesmerized by watching Kenzie sleep. Even though they’d all risked their woman being mad at them for not waking her, none of them had wanted to do it.
Jay and Jordan had left for the hotel an hour and a half ago and he’d volunteered to stay with their mate. If Jay or Jordan had argued with him, he’d have fought tooth and nail to be with her. The thought of leaving her side had sent shards of pain piercing his heart. He was just glad that his brothers had let him have his way for a change.
When Kenzie sighed in her sleep, he knew she was about to surface, and he reached for the steaming mug of coffee he’d brought in for her. She blinked her eyes open and turned toward him, giving him a sleepy smile. “Hey.”
“Hey yourself, sweetie. How’d you sleep?”
“Like a log.” Kenzie pushed up until she was leaning against the headboard with a pillow at her back. “Where’s Jay and Jordan?” She frowned as the gazed toward the window. “What time is it?”
“Just after nine.” Jenson handed her the mug, handle toward her so she wouldn’t burn her hands on the hot ceramic.
“Thanks.” She took a sip and sighed gratefully. “Aren’t we supposed to be at the pub by nine?”
Jenson gave her a chagrined look. “Yes, but we didn’t want to wake you, sweetie. We’ve pushed you hard over the last few days. We all made love to you one after the other in one night and the next we claimed you together. Jordan was with you last night and before that you were recovering from your injuries. You also worked non-stop yesterday. We thought you needed a little more sleep.”
Kenzie surprised him by agreeing with a nod. “You’re right, I was tired. Thank you, Jenson.”
“You don’t need to thank me, sweetie. We need to take care of you.”
“I can take care of myself.”
“I know you can, mate. When I said need, I didn’t mean want. It’s engrained in us to protect you and make sure you get what your body requires. If that means extra sleep, then that’s what you’ll get.”
She nodded again and sipped her coffee. “What time do Jay and Jordan expect us?”
Jenson shrugged. “Whenever we get there. They’re not expecting a huge group of people through, although that could change. We often get tour bus groups stopping to have a meal before continuing their journey, but Jay and or Jordan will call if they need help. At the moment, we have all the time in the world.”
“Okay.” Kenzie shifted closer, until her side was pressed against his.
Jenson wrapped an arm around her shoulders and they drank their coffee in companionable silence. When she’d finished her drink, she crawled from the bed and headed to the bathroom. He looked her naked body over and adjusted the fit of jeans over his hard cock. He wanted to follow her into the bathroom and shower with her, but he wasn’t sure she would want to make love with him this morning. She had to be tender after all the attention she’d been getting. With a resigned sigh he stayed where he was, reclining on the bed, and waited for his woman.
When he heard the shower come on he didn’t need to use his imagination. He’d seen her wet more than once. He ground his teeth when his dick throbbed, and tried to think of something mundane to keep his lust at bay. Thinking of all the ingredients they needed to order helped to a degree, but when she entered the bedroom again, all pink and fresh from her shower and still naked, his efforts flew out the window.
She climbed back up onto the bed and crawled toward him. When she reached for his belt and tugged it open, he held his breath. Her desire-filled blue-green eyes met his as she undid his jeans button and lowered the zipper.
The air in his lungs exploded out when she reached into his boxers and gripped his hard, aching dick.
“What are you doing, sweetie?” He combed his fingers into her hair and tried not to buck up into her hand.
“If you have to ask, then I can’t be doing it right.” Kenzie removed her hand from his underwear, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his jeans and boxers, and pulled them down over his hips, thighs, and off.
Kenzie nudged his legs apart, maneuvered in between his legs, and wrapped her hand around the base of his dick again. He clenched his hands into fists and closed his eyes, trying to get his raging hunger back on a tight leash.
He growled when she felt her warm, moist breath on the tip of his cock and groaned when she swirled her tongue over and around the head. When she took his dick into her mouth, he opened his eyes and combed his fingers into her hair, holding the strands at the back of her neck to anchor himself.
Flames of arousal licked along the inside of his thighs as her tongue lapped up the thick vein on the underside of his cock. She locked gazes with him again and took his dick back into the hot, wet heat of her mouth.
“Fuck, sweetie,” he moaned. “So fucking good.”
Kenzie hummed in response, the vibration rippling down the length of his cock and into his balls. When she cupped his sac, and started to gently roll his testes, Jenson’s reined-in lust broke free. He didn’t even remember moving, but when his brain finally processed, he was flat on his back with Kenzie blanketing him, her thighs straddling his head.
He inhaled the sweet, delectable scent of her musky orange-peach cream and purred with greed. Jenson lifted his head and dipped his tongue into her creamy well. She moaned and squeezed his dick harder in her small hand before pumping up and down. She sucked him into her mouth and began bobbing her head.
Jenson wrapped his arms around her thighs so she couldn’t move away from him, and began to lick, suck, and lap up all that sweet tasting juice. He laved the flat of his tongue over her protruding clit and then flicked it quickly with the tip.
She gasped and groaned, her legs trembling with each lash of his tongue. He rimmed her cunt with the tip of his finger and then pressed it up inside her hot, wet entrance. When her muscles rippled and clenched around his finger, he groaned as he remembered how good she’d felt around his cock.
He added another finger and thrust them in and out of her pussy. When she began rocking her hips in sync with his finger fucking and caressing tongue, he realized she was close, and so was he.
Jenson lifted and spun her around with ease. She braced her hands on his chest, clasped his cock, and dropped down over him, impaling herself on his dick.
“Oh,” Kenzie moaned.
“Ride me, sweetie,” he ras
ped out. “Make us both come.” He palmed her breasts, kneading and molding her soft flesh with his hands and then strummed the hard peaks with his thumbs.
She moaned, rose, and sank back down onto his hard cock. “So hard. Hot.”
Jenson watched every expression flit across her face. Every twitch as she rode him, and even though what they were sharing was amazingly good, he could tell he wasn’t quite hitting the right spot. He released her breasts, pulled her down on top of him and rolled until she was underneath him. He lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders, gripped her hips and tilted her pelvis as he shifted higher onto his knees.
When he drove back into her it was more of a downward slide and she jerked and groaned as the head of his cock rubbed over her G-spot. She clutched at his forearms, her blunt nails digging into his flesh, and his panther yowled with satisfaction. Each time he advanced and retreated he moved faster, deeper, harder. Until his hips were slamming into hers, his thighs and pubis slapping against her ass cheeks.
She smoothed her hands up over his arms, tickling his skin as she rubbed over the hairs on his skin and then over his shoulders and down his chest. Goose bumps raced over his skin as she mapped out the hollows and ridges of his defined muscles.
And then she made him go wild.
Kenzie reached down between them and wrapped her finger and thumb around the base of his cum-coated cock. The added sensation was astounding and ratcheted up his desire another notch. Warning tingles of heat began at the base of his spine and quickly started spreading around to his groin. Liquid desire pooled low in his belly and the pressure increased with each hot, wet, frictional slide of his dick in her soaked, tight cunt.
Her internal muscles rippled around and along his cock, sucking at the head of his dick. He gasped air in and out of his lungs and clenched his teeth as he tried to stave off his impending orgasm.
When the fiery heat touched his sac, he knew he wasn’t going to last. He shifted on his knees again, dipped a finger into the top of her folds, and pressed on her clit.
“Jenson,” she sobbed out his name as he began to caress firm circles on her sensitive bundle of nerves. He drove in and out of her hot, wet cunt like a man possessed and right at this moment, he was. He was obsessed with sending his mate over the edge before he fell.
The muscles in her belly began jumping each time he rubbed her clit and shuttled in and out of her pussy. Air was sawing noisily in and out of her lungs as she rose higher and higher with pleasure.
His balls felt swollen and as if they were as hard as stones, and yet they began to crawl up toward his body. He pumped his hips faster, leaned down, slanted his mouth over hers, and kissed her deeply, passionately.
When the heat touched the base of his cock, Jenson pinched her clit between his finger and thumb.
Kenzie turned her head, breaking the kiss, gasped in a breath, and then screamed.
She bathed his pistoning cock in cum as her muscles clenched down hard around him before loosening again. Her whole body quaked and quivered as she came all over his dick.
Jenson shoved into her once, and the second time he plunged deep with a yell. His cock expanded, his balls palpitated, and spume after spume of cum shot up his shaft and out the end of his dick. He ground his hips into hers, enhancing their climaxes for as long as possible. When the contractions began to dissipate, he bit down hard into her shoulder.
Kenzie groaned, her body shaking and shivering as she orgasmed again. He came right along with her. White-blue lightning streaked in front of his eyes as he shook and jolted with ecstasy.
When his canines retracted he licked over his mating mark, he braced his upper body weight on his elbows and looked at his mate. She was so fucking beautiful his heart ached.
Her creamy white skin was flushed with passion, her blue-green eyes were hazed over, and there was a gorgeous smile on her lips. Kenzie wrapped her arms around his neck and tugged him down for a kiss. “I love you, Jenson.”
He was so happy, tears stung his eyes and he was lost for words. He rested his forehead against hers and drew in a deep breath. “I love you, too, sweetie.”
Jenson had no idea how long they stayed locked up in each other’s arms or love, but he didn’t care. All he cared about was having his mate in his arms, his body still intimately connected to hers, and the emotions he could feel flowing back and forth from him to her.
Finally, reality started to intrude. Jenson’s softening cock slipped from her body and he helped her up from the bed. He was about to guide her back to the bathroom but stopped when she tugged on his hand. She released him and turned toward the dresser, pulled a drawer open, and faced him once more, her hand behind her back.
“What’s wrong, sweetie?”
“Absolutely nothing.” She cleared her throat. “I bought you something.”
“What?”
Kenzie brought her hand out from behind her back and handed him a belt. Jenson took it and stared at the panther on the silver belt buckle. Emotion constricted his throat and he had a hell of a hard time swallowing around the constriction.
“This is…I can’t…thank you, sweetie.” Jenson tugged her into his arms and kissed her lovingly, passionately. When he went to speak she placed a finger over his lips.
“I know your parents probably bought the belt for you and while I figured you needed a new one, you don’t have to throw away your old one. If you’d like, I can see if I can find someone to put the buckle from your other belt onto the new one.”
Jenson shook his head. “Although our parents are dead, sweetie, you aren’t. I would be proud to wear this gift. I love you, Kenzie.”
“I love you, too, Jenson.”
* * * *
Decha had nearly burst out laughing when he’d first met Aiguo Lei. He’d thought Feng and his Triad contact were trying to punk him, but he was glad he’d learnt to keep his expression blank no matter what he was feeling inside. The guy was about five-foot-five and didn’t look as if he could hurt a fly. That was until Decha had looked into those cold brown eyes. A shiver of alarm had raced up his spine and he’d been hard-pressed to cover the fearful reaction.
Lei’s cohort was huge compared to his boss and Decha knew the fucker would have no qualms about killing him or anyone else for that matter.
They’d met five hours ago and tried to talk about how they were going to get the slut. It was now three in the morning, and although he was tired after putting in a full day making sure his dealers were selling their quota and his girls were being just as productive, he wasn’t about to let on how exhausted he felt.
He had no idea why they’d all spent the last couple of hours walking and scoping out the town of Ambrose and its surroundings, but he didn’t want to upset the Triad leader more than he already was. The fucker kept talking to his large protector in his native language and that pissed him off. Decha’s brothers had died in a drive-by shooting when he’d been a baby, and while he’d never known them, his parents had never let him forget he’d once had brothers. His father in particular held up Chong, his eldest brother, as a shining example of what a good person he’d been. As soon as he could, he asked to go to America to attend college. He’d gotten his diploma, but still, his father had been disappointed in him since he’d barely scraped through with a pass. All his life he’d been resentful of ghosts, aware that he’d never be good enough in his father’s eyes.
If the old bastard knew what he had gotten himself into, the whole family would lose face. Decha didn’t give a shit about the old ways. He’d seen what power and money could do and had started up his own business. Just because most of his businesses were illegal didn’t mean a thing to him. He had more money than he’d ever dreamed of having but it wasn’t enough, would never be enough. Maybe he should be thanking Feng for introducing him to the Triad leader. He just hoped the fucker wasn’t planning to double-cross him.
He’d caught Lei and his goon communicating with hand signals. He wished he knew what they were sayi
ng but that wasn’t going to happen. For all he knew, Lei and his cohorts could be planning his demise, although he was sure Feng would alert him if that was the case, if he had an inkling of what was transpiring. He’d just have to bide his time and hope that once Lei had the slut, he wouldn’t be beholden to the Triad leader anymore. He didn’t want Lei to have anything to hold over him.
Finally, they headed back to the truck Feng had parked just inside the town limits to return to where they’d set up a campsite. It was only about half an hour from Ambrose.
Hopefully tomorrow would be the day they set eyes on the slut.
Chapter Sixteen
Kenzie lifted her gaze from the pot she was stirring when she felt lustful heat pool low in her belly. She didn’t think the desire was coming from her since she hadn’t been thinking about making love to her mates, but she was still getting used to the bond between herself and her men.
Jordan and Jenson were busy putting finishing touches on the dinner plates. If they were aroused, it didn’t show. She turned to glance over her shoulder and found Jay staring at her ass. His hungry blue-eyed gaze sent sparks of heat coursing through her blood. Her nipples hardened, her pussy moistened, and her clit started throbbing. Her internal muscles clenched with a fiery need so intense, it was too hard to ignore.
Jay stopped what he’d been doing and slowly stalked toward her. All her guys had graceful gaits and hardly ever made any noise when they were walking. She guessed it had to do with their panther DNA.
As soon as he was behind her, he removed the stirring spoon from her hand and put it onto the spoon rest beside the stove, grasped her shoulders, and turned her to face him. She craned her neck and met his gaze. There was so much hunger, so much emotion in his eyes, her breath hitched in her throat.
